Content of: More Words
•
08/31/22 at 10:41PM
•
Other
•
See more by MFish
Words continue to swirl in my head.
Words once worthy for writing,
Words now considered dead.
Thou, thee or doth
Should be on paper,
Instead of wrapped in cloth,
A shroud used to bury
But instead, are used to
Cover all the words, said.
Why ask you to understand
Unless you profess your
Love without a demand.
Long lay the words,
Lodged in a jar,
As many others will
Ask where they are.